For now there's no redeeming,
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Self-conscience all-consuming,
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All day my rage is burning,
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These scars I wear I'm bearing.
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Untie the reasons
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That keep me restrained.
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This is the season,
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The season of hate.
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So!
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I fear in no-one,
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Nothing can touch me.
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For lack of more frustration
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Or my reconciliation.
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I am the only
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Thing that destroys me.
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I hold my own convictions,
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Yo me rompo!
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Why
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Am I a victim
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To myself?
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When everything burns,
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My torture lies within.
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Am I a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
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My tortured life...
|
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This presence ruled by anger,
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My rationale a stranger.
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I grip my own conclusions,
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Built up from my delusions.
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I have encountered,
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Begin to tremble,
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Frustration blooming,
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It rips right through me!
|
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I fear in no-one,
|
Nothing can touch me.
|
For lack of more frustration
|
Or my reconciliation.
|
I am the only
|
Thing that destroys me.
|
I hold my own convictions,
|
Yo me rompo!
|
|
Why
|
Am I a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My torture lies within.
|
Am i a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My tortured life...
|
|
Boiling point!
|
Violent saint!
|
Boiling point!
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Violent fucking saint!
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Saint! [x14]
|
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Why
|
Am I a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My torture lies within.
|
Am i a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My tortured life...
|
|
Why
|
Am I a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My torture lies within.
|
Am i a victim
|
To myself?
|
When everything burns,
|
My tortured life...
|
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Violent Saint
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| Ill Nino |
